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Instagram: @clairegeorgeofficial Twitter: @clairegeorge Facebook: Director: Devin John Director of Photography: Nick Blaising Editor: Chelsi Johnston Time breathed slower when we were younger, and now its racing so fast it's lost it's breath, it's doubled over. I wonder if the dogwoods from our home in Georgia still stand tall, or if the tornados blew them over. Oh I remember how we used to climb them and at the top you always went silent. I wondered, Where do you go? Where do you go? Where do you go? Where do you go? Time breathed slower when we were younger, and now its racing so fast its lost its breath it's doubled over. Throwing money at our problems thinking we could somehow solve them I see you looking at me but you're broken soul is frozen, and in those devastating moments I wonder Where do you go? Where do you go? Where do you go? Where do you go?
